There are few things, culinarily speaking, as lovely as hot, fresh bread. Add cinnamon, butter, brown sugar and pecans to the mix and the result is something truly delightful. I made two pans of cinnamon rolls this evening: one with pecans and one with raisins for my nut-allergic husband. I just ate a warm one with a tall glass of cold milk. Heaven.
Speaking of Heaven. . .
It is a cold, clear night and the stars are out. Looking at stars always makes me feel closer to Heaven. That is a lovely feeling.
Hidden Galaxy IC 342
Credit & Copyright: Robert Gendler (via NASA Photo of the Day)
“Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven,
Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.”
~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Evangeline
Lovely, yes? Did you know April is National Poetry Month? As far as poets go, I think Longfellow is pretty great.
Here is one last lovely this evening: I’ve always been partial to this painting by van Gogh.
Painting, Oil on Canvas
Saint-Rémy, France: June, 1889
The Museum of Modern Art
New York, New York, United States of America, North America
What loveliness did the day bring to you?
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